[ Thankfully Mista wasn’t nearly as intoxicated as he had been the day before, though he did have to roll himself off the couch to answer the door. A pause before he opened it, pulling his hand back through his hair and taking in a breath.
He hadn't seen him since that day at the convention, the second time that things had gotten a little out of control. He didn't regret it, though, he'd enjoyed the contact but there was still a great deal of confusion regarding exactly how he felt. That was all in the back of his mind, a few seconds of heated thoughts before he tried to focus on the door. The task at hand.
Don't focus on why you've been drinking and wallowing, Mista, just the fact that you have been. And with that he swung open the door, leaning against the frame and offering something of a wave. ]
Hey man, so what is it?
[ That lean in, peering at the box with a squint. Why did he get him a thing? ]
no subject
i'm sure it's good
yeah
[ Thankfully Mista wasn’t nearly as intoxicated as he had been the day before, though he did have to roll himself off the couch to answer the door. A pause before he opened it, pulling his hand back through his hair and taking in a breath.
He hadn't seen him since that day at the convention, the second time that things had gotten a little out of control. He didn't regret it, though, he'd enjoyed the contact but there was still a great deal of confusion regarding exactly how he felt. That was all in the back of his mind, a few seconds of heated thoughts before he tried to focus on the door. The task at hand.
Don't focus on why you've been drinking and wallowing, Mista, just the fact that you have been. And with that he swung open the door, leaning against the frame and offering something of a wave. ]
Hey man, so what is it?
[ That lean in, peering at the box with a squint. Why did he get him a thing? ]